Chapter 52 Death and Life

Golden Light Book.

is the name of the peerless martial arts created by Duguhuang, the owner of the unparalleled city, which contains various aspects such as body skills, skills, tricks, etc., and even dabbled in Taoism. As for the name of the book, Duguhuang did not like the name of martial arts in the world, so he simply compiled a book by himself.

These are all learned by Jia Xuan, and some of the deeds of the six legends have never been secret. However, Jia Xuan doesn't know much about the White Emperor of the Demon Gate. Why does Tianangmen have something to do with the Demon Gate? Why does the Magic Gate repeatedly assist Tiangan Gate, and even the White Emperor has a good friendship with Zhao Yunyang, the master of the Gate?

Originally, in Jia Xuan's eyes, he was only a first-class peak of the White Emperor, but the strength shown at this moment is definitely a long-standing performance of the legend. Jia Xuan is very clear about the strength of Duguhuang, which is to suppress his existence, and the White Emperor can actually compete with Duguhuang. The five emperors of the Demon Gate really live up to their prestige. At the thought of this, Jia Xuan had a hope in his heart. He finally reached the legendary realm. He was really unwilling to die like this, and he was absolutely unwilling!

Boom!

The vigorous struggle between the two sides actually began to change. In Jia Xuan's eyes, the golden power began to prevail, and a hot feeling came from behind. Then, a figure stood in front of him. The golden hand pressed his head. Jia Xuan could not see the other party's face, but he knew Who is the other party? Du Guhuang held Jia Xuan's head with one hand and reached to the White Emperor with the other. Just with one hand, it has blocked the other party.

How about it? I don't want to fight with you. Don't force me."

"He can't die."

"Can such a waste make you care so much?"

"He is useless to me, but for Tianguangmen, he must live."

The dialogue between Duguhuang and Bai Di made Jia Xuan feel very angry, which is a sense of shame caused by being ignored and despised. Jia Xuan clenched his fist, but the strength of his whole body could not tolerate his counterattack at all, and even standing up could only be extravagant. Duguhuang gradually increased his strength. Jia Xuan's bones were rattling all over his body, and the severe pain almost made him faint, but his self-esteem made him persist.

"Fantasy dance six flashes, kill!"

The White Emperor spit out coldly, and the original calm was suddenly broken! Duguhuang's pupils widened in an instant, and the white emperor's figure flashed six figures in his eyes, each of which was closer than the previous figure. When the sixth figure appeared, the white emperor's fist was less than a finger away from Duguhuang's face. A mass of strength condensed to the extreme suddenly broke out, and the cold airflow instantly blew away the golden brilliance. Jia Xuan's body was under light pressure, and a slender hand had pulled him up.

"Put it down."

The same cold voice was even worse. Du Guhuang stretched out his hand from the smoke and pressed the White Emperor's hand. His eyes were no longer calm, and a murderous intention began to appear. Unparalleled city lord, it's time to really do it. Bai Di's face was expressionless, and the beautiful face seemed to have lost the change. She just looked at Duguhuang coldly. Her coldness also stimulated Duguhuang. Even if she didn't say it, anyone could feel that the tolerance in the man was fading rapidly.

The golden light suddenly flourished, and Du Guhuang couldn't speak. He held the White Emperor's hand tightly, and an internal strength rushed to Jia Xuan along the White Emperor's arm. The White Emperor's wrist turned and his strength dispersed. Although Jia Xuan avoided a disaster, he could not escape the residual injury. A mouthful of blood rushed out of Jia Xuan's throat. Jia Xuan, who was able to push away because the White Emperor let go of his hand, could no longer support standing. Half kneeling on the ground, he raised his head and saw a piece of gold and white. The fierce and rapid critical strikes sounded repeatedly. At first, it was still on the left side, but the next flash had gone ten miles away. This explosion occurred in the sky. The next explosion was in the valley, and Jia Xuan's injury almost intensified. He was shocked and quickly guarded the sea, which relieved his injury.

"Bai Xuan! Don't mess with me!"

In the sky, Duguhuang shouted loudly. The expression on the White Emperor's face changed, but he still did not open his mouth in the end, but his moves were more fierce. Duguhuang turned around, and a pair of powerful wings filled him. For a moment, he was still majestic. Dozens of miles were affected by the air machine, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth quickly rotated around Duguhuang. Bai Di only felt that a huge suction force pulled him left and right, and his body was unable to move for a moment.

"Bai Xuan! You still don't understand!? The last wish of the boxing god is something that can never fail!"

"Well, what a last wish, the boxing god didn't ask you to kill this man!"

The White Emperor finally opened his mouth to fight back, and a magic element gushed out of his body, and began to break the shackles of Duguhuang! This kind of skill that can only be used by people who are masters of the legendary realm is to use their own feelings and cultivation to attract the spirit of heaven and earth, and add them to the enemy, forming a kind of imprisonment of imprisonment between heaven and earth. However, the White Emperor did not expect that Duguhuang would use this move in the same legendary realm. He was taken careless. Duguhuang had profound skills and did not launch an attack. In his breath, the White Emperor could not break free for a moment.

"The boxing god is dead, and it's useless to say more. The friendship in the past can't keep me today.

At the end of his words, Duguhuang's momentum rose all over, and the bondage of the White Emperor became more consolidated. Shocked, the White Emperor immediately understood that Duguhuang was going to kill! Jia Xuan stood up with difficulty in the distance and saw only the cold eyes of Duguhuang. A sense of desolation and sadness rose from his heart. A roar came from the sky, and the golden light suddenly converge, and the whole world seemed to suddenly melt into darkness. Jia Xuangang wanted to move, but his heart ached, and then he cooled down again.

The person of Duguhuang has fallen behind him, and the hand that doesn't look like a martial artist is gently placed on his shoulder.

"After going down, say hello to the boxing god for me."

This was the last word Jia Xuan heard, and then a burst of darkness filled his world, and he could no longer feel anything.

"Duguhuang--!!"

In the sky, the White Emperor was full of energy, and a circle of air waves were unstoppable, rolling up the wind and clouds all over the sky. Duguhuang just raised his head indifferently, stretched out his arms, and a golden light blocked the attack; the waves of air blew up countless dust on the flat ground. The White Emperor bent down and the wind scattered all the dust, but only one left in front of her was a cold body. The second legendary master of Tianganmen has finally disappeared...

South Qi Barracks.

Chen Huwo sat in the handsome tent. The oil lamp had been turned off, and the whole handsome tent was dark. Chen Hu was like an injured tiger, emitting a terrible murderous intention. Even the guards standing outside were a little uneasy.

"General! Let's go!"

In the meantime, a shout sounded in Chen Hu's mind. That was the voice of his subordinate, the flying tiger, the young and heroic subordinate, fell under the impact of the enemy with a large number of Tiger Guard soldiers in the blood light. After all, Chen Hu couldn't help opening his eyes. Although he had never experienced a war in his life, he was also a person who licked blood with a knife and came out from the grassroots level step by step. According to reason, this blow was nothing to him, but why was he so colic in his heart?

Chen Hu didn't understand and didn't want to understand. He looked at the set of armor that was faintly visible in the handsome tent. The blood stains on it had not been cleaned, but the smell of blood had disappeared. Thirty thousand troops, less than half of the army left in a blink of an eye. The whole camp is full of misery at this moment. Is the army of Southern Qi really so unbearable? The soldiers couldn't help but think of this idea. Chen Hu knew it, but he didn't stop it, because he didn't know how to persuade him.

"Hmm?"

Chen Hu suddenly felt a slight tremor on the ground. He reached out and pressed the table and closed his eyes. Sure enough, Chen Hu immediately stood up, the ground was trembling, and a large army approached! Opening the curtain of the handsome tent, Chen Hu strode to the watchtower in the middle of the camp. In the dark, even the light of the torch could only let him see nearly a miles near the camp, otherwise it was dark.

"Everyone be on alert!"

With an order, the order was transmitted quickly in the camp, and all the sleeping soldiers rushed out of the camp tent and formed a team under the leadership of their respective captains. At this time, it is impossible for them to escape. Not to mention the problem of morale, they may collapse as soon as they escape, and it is also a question whether they can escape. Chen Hu knew that under such circumstances, he needed to fight hard to have a chance to retreat safely. The vibration was getting bigger and bigger, and even the soldiers felt it. The slow and firm vibration signaled that the number of enemies was objective and the discipline was good.

However!

When the flag of this army appeared in the sight of the sentry and Chen Hu, it surprised them.

Nanqi!

is the reinforcement of Southern Qi!!

A familiar figure appeared in Chen Hu's vision. He took a deep breath and had mixed feelings in his heart. He led this army to come by Dongfeng Min, the dragon general who also called the dragon and tiger of the Southern Qi Dynasty. Since the siege and annihilating of Daomen, Dongfeng Min has disappeared from everyone's sight. Even Chen Hu doesn't know what happened to this Xiaolong. It was rumored that Xiaolong would lose the trust of King Sitan and be removed from military power...

However, at this moment, Xiaolong led the army to come. Wearing leather armor, the helmet hung casually around his waist, his hair was casually rolled up with a rope, hanging behind his head, and a few strands of hair fluttered in front of his forehead. The face, firm eyes and tight lips were declaring his will and thoughts. Nanqi has not yet lost, and Nanqi's counterattack has really begun. This is the information brought by Dongfeng Min and his army. The whole camp fell into cheers.

Dongfeng Min waved his hand, and the army listened halfway outside the camp.

"Where will the tiger's teeth be!"

The voice of Dongfeng Min was extremely loud in the night wind, and Chen Hu's expression was solemn.

"It will be here!"

"I am the Xiaolong general of the Southern Qi Dynasty. By the order of King Si Tan, I led 50,000 troops from the Beishan camp to reinforce! Please point up a capable soldier and cooperate with our vanguard to fight back against the enemy!"

"The guards are on the list! Let me out of the camp!"

Without unnecessary nonsense, Chen Hu immediately called out the surviving guard soldiers. In the night, the moonlight faintly sprinkled out from the clouds. Outside the Nanqi camp, two black iron streams went side by side. The destination is the Eastern Zhao front-line barracks...